Chapter 170 A Former Master Of Wonder Realm (Part One)


    Their sword intents were so subtle yet powerful. Witnessing the fight, no one would ever dare to


    challenge the two. It was a tremendous moment for them.


    The arena where they were fighting at was quivering ceaselessly. If it wasn''t for the protection set


    around the battlefield, at least a half of the audiences present would be killed by their sword intents.


    The fight was like a do-or-die for the audience, but to Darren and Amati, it was only an exhibition


    match.


    At that moment, they all fought like a man and sword in one, with no hidden tricks. It was intended for a


    one-blow fight.


    To everyone''s surprise, that masked young man was such a superb fighter. Their curiosity sparked


    upon seeing Darren''s abilities.


    nk! nk! nk!


    The sound of shing swords could be heard without end, too fast to be seen by naked eyes of the


    crowd.


    After a while, two powerful sword intents disappeared abruptly. Two figures loomed into people''s view,


    and one of them was holding a sword against the other''s throat. It was Amati whose throat was on the


    verge of being slit.


    "Alright. I acknowledge. You''ve got me beaten there. I lost to you," sighed Amati in admiration as he


    made a bow with hands folded in front. He was lost for words as he was shocked by Darren''s mastery


    degree of the sword. In short, Darren had achieved something that he always longed for. With


    eptance, he shed a genuine smile at Darren.


    "That was a good fight, and I feel lucky to win it," said Darren as he slipped his sword back into the


    Space Ring. At the back of his mind, he was relieved that the match was over already.


    "I knew it from the start that I will be defeated. Darren, with all due respect, can you give me some


    guidance some other day?"


    said Amati with his eyes filled with eagerness. Upon witnessing Darren''s sword intent, he knew that


    Darren was the key for him to be more powerful.


    "If I get a chance, I will. But now, I have something urgent to do with. I''m afraid it won''t be dyed


    further. So this way, please,"


    said Darren as he gave a sign to motion Amati to get down from the arena. His seventh fight was


    victorious, making the audiences admired him.


    "Okay then, it is a deal!"


    nodded Amati in excitement. All he could ever wish was for the time to pass quickly so he could start


    training with Darren.


    "It was so awesome! The fight was so thrilling! I can''t believe it! That young man made Amati admit


    defeat!"


    "He is a genius! I would not go back today. His fight should not be missed! I will stay until thest


    minute to see how many times he will win!"


    "That is unbelievable! He could mater sword intent and de intent at the same time? What was his


    name again?"


    People at the stand all eximed in admiration. Darren''s name immediately went viral around. They


    were so excited that their faces all turned red. Their hearts were palpitating, feeling galvanized.


    However, most of them had forgotten how many ink stones they had lost. They were so immersed in


    witnessing more about Darren''s strength.


    The winner was announced and a short break was given to Darren. After taking a short break, he


    decided to continue his eighth fight. Everyone, even himself, was agitated on the next fight.


    This time, his opponent was even weaker than Amati, so it did not take Darren much time to defeat


    him. The crowd was on uproar as he won for the eighth time.


    ...


    The news that Darren won eight games in a row soon spread around. His name was talked about here


    and there. A lot of people got more curious about him. It didn''t take long before the Prison Battle Arena


    was fully packed with audiences, waiting for his ninth game.


    The ambiance was more exciting than ever because Darren would tie the record of yesterday''s winner


    if he won the ninth defender!


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    But the ninth win was not that easy to achieve. Everyone knew that the opponent would be the


    toughest one to deal with—the one who used to be the master of Wonder Realm. There was a saying,


    "Save the best for thest." That was why former Wonder Realm cultivators were tasked to fight for the


    ninth match.


    The break time of yers was extended to attract more audiences. Murmurs around increased


    gradually as they bet if Darren could win or not. Despite what he showed on the previous fights, some


    were still hesitant to bet on him. However, they could not deny that they were waiting for him to fight.


    Meanwhile, Darren then went to the stand, a sign that the fight would start anytime soon.


    "Hello Darren, you sure rock! Would you mind if I ask if you still want to continue the ninth fight?"


    Harvey, who was in charge of the arena, asked Darren, pretending to be cool. While deep down in his


    heart he was desperate for an affirmative answer. ''This young man is such a money-spinner. He won''t


    quit that easily, right?'' he pondered.


    "Sure, I do want to continue,"


    said Darren without the slightest hesitation, making Harvey cheer in his mind. The ninth game would


    surely bring more money than earlier.


    "Good choice! You won''t be a loser here. You are a person who reached the ninth round. No matter you


    win or lose, we will give you at least two million ink stones as a reward. Not bad, right? But just to be


    clear, I have to mention one more thing, and you need to weigh the pros and cons by yourself. This


    Prison Battle Arena has been established for fifty years, the challenger who could win nine times in a


    row just appeared yesterday, which is the only one in history. People who could win eight times


    continuously is not rare, but almost all of them lost at the ninth fight. I can say that you''re on the verge


    of uncertainty, where chances of winning are as many as chances of losing.


    Besides that, we still get four defenders except for the one who had been killed yesterday. All of them


    used to be strong cultivators of the Wonder Realm. You are still young and you still have a long life


    ahead. If you choose to continue the fight, you will have to confront one of them at random. Please


    think carefully before you make the decision," Harvey said to Darren as a warning. As much as he


    wanted for Darren to fight, he did not wish for him to die on this match, so he told Darren such things.


    "I said I do! I will fight," said Darren coldly, then he turned around and flew into the arena. He was quite


    pissed off as he thought that the person in charge was underestimating him. He took a deep sigh to


    calm himself.


    However, to win nine times in a row was not his final goal—he wanted more. The two million ink stones


    were not enough for him. Not because of greed but because only in this way could he win enough


    money to buy the Primitive Stone. It was given a starting price of three million ink stones. No one could


    predict how much the price would rise up to. He would not be affected by the warning he received


    earlier easily, as he was firm in his resolute.


    At the arena, Darren''s ninth rival showed up. The cheering went louder upon his entrance.


    The rival was a middle-aged man with a scraggly beard, stinking with alcohol. Some even booed him,


    not knowing how powerful his strength was. He hobbled into the arena. It was apparent that he had


    crippled one of his legs. This made everyone took him as a joke, as his physique did not appear to be


    that strong. They could not believe that he was a former Wonder Realm cultivator.